The Poet

My wounds will encompass your soul

yet,

Slowly you’ll evacuate.

You’ll detach from me as an untethered soul,

A heart waiting to be broken

Aching to feel something, to have your own wounds to place band-aids on.

To pass to your own child

To laugh, to smile or cry

We’ve felt it all

We pass it on until we’re distant memories

And pictures that hang ignored

We hide our truth like stories from our past

Yet, we carry them in our bags

We spread them throughout the world.

Placing our pain and joy in empty corners,

Imprinting ourselves onto other people so that we’re not forgotten so quickly

I fear everything because I’m sure of nothing

Yet I told the story as if I knew exactly what was going on

But truly, I’m figuring it out.

a swan,

she danced beside 

fluorescent shadows

all she ever wanted was love

she craved for adoration

from everyone who breathed 

I deserve a love that feels like music against my ears

Not filling my heart with unease

You’ll fill me with sweetness

You’ll place me on a pedestal despite my outward layers,

You’ll love me

You’ll love me completely,

Unconditionally

and Infinitely

Even after I’ve cracked your heart open,

Took a look inside and said goodbye,

You’d still love me

Unconditionally

For a while

No, Forever.

I am a flower

I’ll allow you to pick

You can smell me

and caress me

Please don’t tear me from the ground

She drifted as lost as the river and thunder

And broke us in her beauty

She felt pain deeper than knives that could cut through bones

She felt it across her heart

So she wore it on her face

Yet what saved her

Was the people around her who helped her rise

She was an angel drifting towards the sky

And all they’d done

Was pointed up and she felt she belonged for once

She had hope for once

And that feeling had left her for a while

They treated her with pills for the pain

Those pills were hugs coated with love

And discussions that healed and helped her embrace her own pondering

She wasn’t wandering or lost

She was unhappily static for too long

When she finally took a step back and realized all she’d done,

She smiled in gratitude and glee

She truly had it all

She cast a shadow upon six hearts

They broke in fragments and reflected upon the walls

They danced like devils in the mirror

All distorted and aching for love

The same words stretch until they’ve almost been broken

They are overused like umbrella’s in the rain

They roll from our tongues like a heartbeat

And our words,

They come alive into our actions

They replay in our minds until they spill from our mouths like spit

Words are everything,

Until there’s nothing left.

I’m the tip of a log

All that’s left

The wood has been shattered

I drift with no meaning

and no purpose

Highs and lows

But nothing permanent

I’m with the wind

As it drags me along

I’m a surface level beauty

That leaves shards of glass on her windowsill when she jumps out

I didn’t do it for the jumping

But rather for the glass

I want you to see my pain

And hold it in the depths of your heart

As you pray for our future

And hope for survival

I’m a dancer torn from the streets and placed in a messy cage

With nothing left for her

It seems meaningless

The more you sing about it

It seems unfair the more we pray for it

I’m not sure why I’m here

Why’d you place me in this cage father?

Why do I hurt myself simply by questioning

I know I’ll receive an empty answer.

I crave the beauty that reaches from your silent mouth

Fills the air like raindrops

And stutters out

How you walk, fit for a queen

Seems like news to me

And today you’re humming a different melody,

Today you’re singing an original

Today you’re dancing without your radio

And you’ve never looked more beautiful

I wish

I wish

I wish

Upon a star

Upon my heart

I wish for love to fill my cup

On these nights when my computer screen

Sheds the only light

When all I can do is reach for the sky or the ground

As you drift by

When hate smears anger across my face

I tumble forward

I fall

I fall

I fall